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I'm so sick of adults dismissing my symptoms.

Like I'll start to bring up a stymptom of mine and im hit with

"All teenagers feel that way"

"It's just hormones"

"You grow out of that"

"I used to be that way when I was younger"

No.

No I'm mentally ill. I'm depressed. I have anxiety. Im autistic. I have adhd. I have depersonalisation disorder. RSD. APD. Misophonia. And I'm sick of this. I just want to be taken seriously.

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I’m sorry if i seem weird it's because I literally am

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I wonder if deep down we all desire

The breathless kind of love

That rips the curtains right off our souls

Leaving us completely exposed and....

seen

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After careful consideration and going over multiple options I think the best choice is stay warm and cozy in bed forever.

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When I was like, idk, 12 or something, I had my very first crush ever on a fictional character. My mum was somewhat conservative and talking about romantic/sexual feelings and such had always been a big no go.

So ofc young me, already feeling guilty for having inappropriate feelings in the first place, totally panicked and tried to *literally* talk myself out of it.

My really neurotypically, really really not so nice, mean-girl-stepsister (about the same age as me), walked in on me pacing up and down in my room like a madman, franatically talking to myself like "It’s ok to feel this way, love is nothing to be ashamed of, but

*HE'S NOT REAL!*"

I turned around, only to see the concerned look of utter disgust on her face before she left without a word, shaking her head in disbelief.

In other words, that's probably how we, on this app, are perceived by outsiders, so don't worry about the twitter thing guys, we'll be fine.

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Meanwhile my tired, little millenial heart's shedding tears of blood, trying really hard not to hit this entitled nightmare of a person, who's going on about how spoiled today's youth is because "NobODy wAntS To wOrK AnYmOrE" with a very heartfelt, very sincere "Ok, Boomer."

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I didn't read the " to write" part at first and thought this was about being depressed for so long you can't actually remember yourself, as in, the person you were before and are still supposed to be. And honestly? mood

absolutely wild to have been dormant so long you've forgotten what your own style feels like to write

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I write loving poetry about you.

When my heart hurts, it fills the room.

I really do see your face,

In every lonely, broken, space.

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I desire a love that would utterly destroy me. I trained myself in the art of discovering beauty amidst the tragedy.

via her-scattered-pages

insta her.scattered.pages

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Today I feel like I'm in a RPG and the

“You are carrying too much weight” note keeps popping up. But like on a spiritual, mental level, y'know?

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